Let Me Smell Paris

Haven’t been.  And if you’ve been, I’d rather not know.

Remember the Madeline doll? That was me.  And remember Princess Diana?  Yeah, that was me too.  I always dreamed of Paris – not in a “far away place” kind of way but in the way of shopping for pretty, sparkling things in my pretty, sparkling dress.  I would play “paris” with my friends and we’d have minature cookies and grapes and crackers.  (that’s what the French eat.  FYI)

If I had a bucket list, which I don’t, it would be on there.  I want to fly over the city (and successfully land) in fog.  I want to walk around and just inhale.  I have this idea that it’s musky and fresh bread’y.  I want violin music playing.  I want to lose 20 pounds before I go because I’d like to gain 30 while I’m there.  I want a whole wardrobe of black & charcoal clothing, new boots and dark extensions.  I want really short hair or really long hair.  Undecided.   I want to walk over bridges, walk next to big lamp posts and see incredible architecture.  I don’t plan to say much.  I’m way more mysterious when I don’t speak.  In fact, if you didn’t know me, you might assume I’m a local.  I want a big hat.  And maybe a lollipop.

One day, I’d like to take Gracie & Glory there. If Gracie went, she’d want to see all the fashion shows – hoping to design even prettier and sparkly’er things.  If Glory went (in the next 10 years) I think she’d plan to base jump from the Eiffel Tower.

I saw an interview with Gweneth Paltrow once.  She talked about her amazing father who said he took her to Paris on her 13th birthday because he wanted her first time there, to be with someone that would always love her.  That might not make you cry but it gets me every time I think about it.  He was on my “I wish I had that dad” list.

I want my first time there to be with someone that will always love me.  & that’s what I wish for the girls too.  – maybe every girl.

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6 comments on “Let Me Smell Paris

  1. Gia says:

    Paris….the city of light, as we call it is amazing I live here and it never ceases to amaze me…when you come over, you will be in for a surprise! (i used to read your old blog through other blogs i follow 🙂

  2. Of all the places I’ve been….sadly Paris has not been one of them.
    I have a feeling that wife of yours will make sure this bucket list is fulfilled.
    I do believe Delta flies non stop for SL ? hmm ?
    Watch for specials. It might not be so far out of reach.

  3. I have been to Paris. Ages ago, I wont airfare for 2 to Amsterdam and a friend and I spent a month over there, moving around where we wanted, when we wanted. We lucked out as I had friends who lived in Paris and we were able to stay for free.
    While a nice place, it was not my favorite, not even in the top 2. Barcelona wins out over all the places we went. And Prague comes next. Of course my trips to Prague were on the way to the fertility clinic so they may hold an extra special place in my heart.
    I think the next trip will be to one of the Disneys with the kids. It doesnt really matter which, since I’ve never been to any.

    • Gia says:

      I am IN LOVE with Barcelona! my cousin plays for FC.B@rcelona and because we live near by, we visit all the time and we spent Christmas in Prague with friends….it is a wonderful place!

  4. Gordon says:

    As always, I really enjoyed this blog. And I would LOVE to share a trip to Paris with you. But first, it’s Costa Rica, together, k?

  5. Sometimes we are so alike. I feel exactly the same way about Paris. I have never been, but can imagine myself walking along the Champs-Elysees and taking a photo beneath L’Arc de Triomphe at night. Someday I will go with my love or with my love and the kids. Can’t wait.

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